My husband’s old pyjama shorts were wearing so thin that the elastic was showing through the waistband. It was time for new ones.
Each pair of shorts only needs 1.2 metres of fabric and a length of elastic, and I made both in one evening, so they are great home-made gifts.
This time, I did not find any bicycle-themed fabric, but you cannot go wrong with spots. He also loves honey and wants to keep bees one day.
I also finished knitting a pair of socks for myself. I bought the Supersocke 100 yarn many years ago. I started knitting them in March last year but put them aside because I was worried about the texture and colour of the yarn. I was so worried that I decided against making them as a gift in case they did not work out as I had hoped, so I made them in my size. Now, however, I am a fan.
I will not lie. This yarn is not the softest thing in the world, but it feels just fine on my feet. The nylon that has been added for strength will make them hard-wearing, and one ball was a very reasonable price.
What I love is how the stripes on the two socks match so closely. All I had to do was start each sock at roughly the same point in the stripe sequence, and the rest fell into place. I am looking forward to knitting up the other ball I bought.
Because the yarn has such a busy stripe, I used Wendy Johnson’s gusset heel basic sock pattern from her book Socks from the Toe Up. (The details are on my Ravelry page.) I learned the hard way that a busy yarn and a busy sock pattern are not a good combination!
While knitting the second of these socks on a 12-hour journey that included planes, trains and automobiles, I also learned that sock knitting is a great conversation ice-breaker. People start talking to you when you knit in public, especially in airports. I had a great conversation with a chap in the Qantas lounge, which started when he asked me what I was making. I had another long chat with a fellow passenger (a professional athlete, of all things) on the flight. Is this perhaps because knitting makes you look friendly or am I just a chatty soul, the sort some people might dread being seated next to on a flight?